When Li Yiqing walked into the state government with some trepidation, he felt that today it was like moving the Luzhou Poetry Society here.

I was really caught off guard, I thought I was meeting the person I was thinking about in my heart, but when I came, I saw that it was a brocade robe shuttling, talking and laughing, and even a little dazzling.

It's reasonable to think about it, I must not be the first person to get the news, in a small state like Bowang, a knight will be a guest of many powerful people, and now the one who is docked here is the third in the crane list and the successor of Yunlang.

The true legend of a sect like Zhang Mozhu naturally came in a hurry, and a rich son like Zhang Dingyun was also indispensable, and even officials, scribes, and giant businessmen. But all those who have some ways gather here.

But such an atmosphere did ease the tension in the girl's heart, and she swept around, and did not see the imaginary white dress in the courtyard. But she was really not in a hurry to see it, but searched for it with a tense mind, wanting to see another familiar figure first.

Everyone here is very happy, Pei Ye must also be very happy, this time when he sees him, he must ignore his stiff dodge, and happily jump up to ask him about the Ming Sword Master. The two of them can talk again.

However, she swept around the courtyard, but did not see the young man.

Just as he was about to continue inside, he saw a familiar figure striding out of it. The man who had always been personable had red cheeks at this time, his expression was stunned, and his mouth was full of thoughts.

Li Yiqing stopped him: "Zhang Mozhu, what are you doing?" ”

Zhang Mozhu didn't reply, and raised his hand blankly: "Don't, don't bother me, I'm going back to practice swords."

“.” Li Yiqing was a little inexplicable, "Have you seen Pei Li?" ”

Zhang Mozhu didn't answer at all, and went straight away.

Just as he was confused, a voice came from beside him: "Zhang Gongzi has gained a lot." ”

When he turned around, it was Zhang Dingyun, seeing the girl looking over, the little fat man smiled and said: "The sword master is talking about swords inside, how can the young master come!" ”

"Huh?" Li Yiqing's eyes widened, she thought it was a blessing to see each other, but she never expected to hear the sword, "Ming, how long has the sword been talking?" ”

"About half an hour." Zhang Dingyun said, "I just played a sword, it's really indescribable - come with me!" ”

“！” Li Yiqing's eyes widened, and he turned around and walked inside, but immediately paused again, "Wait! ”

She looked around a little anxiously again—seeing that the Sword Lord was certainly an irrepressible impulse in her heart, this candy was too sweet and joyful, and she was really a little unwilling to enjoy it alone.

"What's wrong?" Zhang Dingyun stopped and turned back.

"Have you seen Pei Li?"

"Just go in and have a look, let's go!"

"Ah?.Zhang Gongzi, in fact, it's good for me to go by myself, let's go and get busy."

Zhang Dingyun rolled his eyes: "I'm just looking for you." ”

"Huh?"

While talking, he had passed through the courtyard of Erjin, and then went inside, but it was a small garden, with green trees and bamboos, rockeries and water, which was the place where the officials rested and gathered on weekdays.

As soon as Li Yiqing stepped here, his steps had already lightened themselves.

Nearly thirty or forty people.

There are shadows in the bamboo trees, brocade shirts and silk robes, standing quietly, and even the sound of water seems to be slowed down.

Li Yiqing immediately realized the place, inexplicable nervousness, her heart thumped, she took two steps into the forest, and a female voice as clear as water had already flowed into her ears.

"The white bamboo sword is in this position. If you want to move forward, you still have to go up to Lingwu, as for how to use skills to get into your mind, you can go to Bailu Palace to take a look. ”

All directions are quiet, only this gentle voice flows, the girl walked forward lightly in a daze, and the figure gradually revealed, in addition to some familiar martial arts heroes, there are many real famous predecessors, the first figure is Zhao Zhang, the sword-loving assassin Shi is intently at this time, and further forward, there are two blue and purple clothes, and a short sword is tied around the waist, and the same is silent.

Li Yiqing didn't have time to identify more celebrities and magnates, because that figure had already appeared in the field of vision.

She was standing alone before everyone surrounded her.

Dressed in white and with black hair, his straight back is like a sword as bright as autumn water, even if he stands in the back row and looks at it from afar, it is still a unique style between heaven and earth.

The appearance of the sword master has long been circulated, and the girl has already sketched countless imaginations for her, and sometimes she also thinks that it is inevitable to be disappointed if she thinks of something too good, because after all, everyone lives in a reality with dust.

But it wasn't until this figure really came into her eyes that she knew that it was not imagination that beautified reality, but that illusory ideas could never touch the real amazement.

She's truly otherworldly.

Born in the clouds, the prince of the sword with a sex like a light amber, those peaceful eyes, just like the clear and beautiful sword in her hand, have always been the kind of clarity and purity that the girl yearns for the most.

Li Yiqing looked at it stupidly, and her eyes suddenly became sour.

"The Sword of White Bamboo, that's it." After the woman said this, the cool voice stopped.

There was silence in the field, and Li Yiqing was stunned for a while before realizing that the sword talk was over.

The girl was caught off guard and lost and even a little overwhelmed - how could it be so fast?

She couldn't help but take two steps forward, and had already come to Qingzihuang's side, and asked in a low voice, "Qinghuang senior, can we go and say a few words to the Ming Sword Master?" ”

Qing Huang smiled, and Zi Huang on the other side had already preemptively said: "You and I have two sentences, won't the Ming Sword Lord be troublesome to death!" ”

Qinghuang smiled gently: "The young master still doesn't go, today I came here on my own initiative, and the sword master Ming talked about the sword for everyone, and he didn't expect to save face." Lord Assassin Shi has just told them one by one, don't disturb them with entertainment. ”

"Oh." Li Yiqing lowered her head in some disappointment.

The woman in white really didn't make this preparation, and came down with her sword.

Actually, yes, everyone wants to say a few words to the Ming Sword Master, but the Ming Sword Master doesn't want to chat with fifty or sixty strangers

Then she suddenly remembered something, and suddenly raised her head and looked around-Pei Li, wouldn't you not even have time to hear this tail? If he could listen to this scene, he would definitely benefit a lot.

Then her eyes were certain, and her heart was pounding, and she had seen the back of the sitting man.

The young man was sitting at the forefront, no longer the messy outfit of yesterday, he was wearing the green clothes, the seriousness and thinking on his face had not disappeared, and he seemed to be unconsciously fiddling with two or three flowers in his hands.

Li Yiqing breathed a sigh of relief, and his mood brightened up again - he didn't hear the sword master of the Ming sword talk, so he could just ask Pei Li to tell him!

Her heart was tense again, but this time the girl didn't give herself a chance to hesitate, and she raised her legs and walked towards the boy, trying to make her steps and look relaxed and excited.

Her heart was beating faster and faster uncontrollably, and the picture she had just taken into her eyes gave her another support at this time—he was still wearing the clothes he had given him.

Getting closer and closer to this figure, the young man's gaze was still just looking ahead. Li Yiqing deeply suppressed his throat and his rapidly beating heart, afraid that he would lose his courage again when he was seen by that gaze, so a distant, brisk greeting was already in his throat-

Pei.

A voice as cool as the night flowed into his ears first.

"How much to write down?"

This voice was so recognizable, Li Yiqing's whole body suddenly froze, and he turned his head in a daze, and the god-like woman walked over and stopped in front of Pei Li.

Only then did Li Yiqing reflect the point where the young man's gaze had always been. He was standing up with a smile, so some bright colors hidden by the seat leaked out, and Li Yiqing was stunned for a moment, only to recognize that it was a large handful of well-woven flowers.

"It's all written down." Juvenile Road.

Ming Qitian bowed his head, and the voice that could only be heard just now flowed into the girl's ears without hesitation: "Tonight, analyze the sword you are learning according to the path I just described, and it will get a lot more results with half the effort." ”

"Okay, Miss Ming." Pei Ye stood in front of the woman, looking a little distracted and a little nervous, and his body revealed a stiffness of muscles.

Li Yiqing felt that her body was silent—she suddenly realized that she was familiar with the nervous posture of the young man.

"Is there anything you don't understand?"

"There's a little. Miss Ming, you just said that you are leaning on Lingwu, why do you want to learn from the White Deer Palace, isn't that more skill-oriented? Aren't they extremely skilled and then achieve their intentions? Baizhu Pavilion should not have such a powerful swordsmanship. ”

"It doesn't have to be that high, it's the spiritual realization of the 'technique' itself."

"Oh."

At this time, the entire garden was quiet, and many people's eyes and ears were still following the glass sword master. Li Yiqing listened to the words in his ears from a distance, and his face gradually drooped.

It turned out that he had already figured out how to speak. That's right, a kendo genius like him, when he saw the Ming Sword Master.

But, it's also normal, I will also want to talk to the Ming Sword Lord, if I say it, I will definitely be very nervous But you are so stupid when you talk about the sky Pei Li, the Ming Sword Lord is not very willing to pay attention to you.

The sweetheart showed such a nervous and clumsy appearance in front of other women, and the girl's heart was indeed sour and low, but this is a normal thing after all, and it is impossible for the sword master to be along.

But I only heard that the young man suddenly said with some apprehension: "Miss Ming, that. Is it engraved? ”

Li Yiqing was stunned.

I saw Ming Qitian nodding and handed a small copper bar to the young man.

How can there be any such thing as giving and receiving?

The girl found that she seemed to have misread the relationship between the two, and she looked at it with some blankness, and the next scene made her suddenly feel that her eyes had become a little unreal, and her heart sank deeply.

In front of him, Pei Li was happily and carefully holding the copper bar in his hand and looking through it, while the woman took out a booklet from her arms and reached out to hand the heart-cutting glass in her hand to the young man.

The girl was deeply amazed by this beautiful long sword, but the young man did not show the slightest surprise on his face, nor did he answer any questions, but naturally took it and held it in his arms, and his two hands were still looking at the copper bar in his hand.

Then he smiled a little embarrassedly, leaned forward and said, "Miss Ming, can you add your name here." ”

Ming Qitian turned his head to look at it, made up for a few moments as he said, and then opened the book in his hand, held a small pen in the other hand, and pointed: "I have repaired a total of seventeen places here in Yunlang Sword, and there are four places that I have to tell you."

"Oh!" Pei Ye leaned over to her and looked at it.

While seeing this familiar book, Li Yiqing was completely stunned.

It feels like the whole person is falling.

"Introduction to the Sword Art of the Six Dynasties".

I see

They have always been acquaintances.

The letterhead of the "Ming" "Even if you lose in one round, you are still Shaolong's leading genius." On the day of the carp kun's seclusion, when Long Peng did not fly, it was inevitable to suffer ups and downs, so there was no need to always look forward to the gains and losses, and it was convenient to look ahead. ”

Ming Sword Master. Will encourage him like this

Scenes of the past came up one by one, and in front of him, the reincarnated woman was holding the book peacefully, and was telling the boy about those wonderful sword theories, and the young man stood aside with the glass sword, his expression was immersed in his eyes and his eyes were obsessed, and when he occasionally looked up at the woman, the brightness in his eyes was not fake.

Li Yiqing suddenly unconsciously covered the yellow skirt on her body, and the mood of cleaning up and the excuses she was looking for were shattered at this time.

Of course, he has always been self-inflicted, and of course he will not like himself in any way, of course. Willing to end this friendship once and for all.

Because there are people like the Ming Sword Master

Just look at the unapprehensive and nervous mind—exactly the same as the one you were at the time—and you should know what the boy was thinking.

Li Yiqing looked at the scene in front of him in a daze, and he didn't know what it was like, but he felt that the purpose of his trip seemed to have been achieved.

So she remembered the joke between the young man and Shi Hairpin Xue again, and lowered her head slightly. "It turns out that what he likes is so beautiful, Master Ming."

The woman's white-clothed demeanor still made her yearn for admiration, but at this time, it did bring her real suffocation and tingling, of course she shouldn't go over - whether it was seeing the sword master or seeing Pei Li, she didn't know what she could say.

In the midst of such a deep fall, a few slight exclamations suddenly came from the side.

The girl, who was immersed in emotion, realized what had just happened.

The woman's talk about "Introduction to the Sword Art of the Six Dynasties" seemed to be over, and she took a few steps back and looked at it by herself, while Pei Ye began to tidy up her clothes, and at this time, Zhang Dingyun ran over and said something.

Hearing this, Pei Li suddenly turned his head in surprise and looked straight at himself.

And as if he was being burned, he immediately lowered his head and avoided his gaze.

Li Yiqing looked at the ground in a daze for a while, and the exclamation sounded at this time.

Consciousness returned, the girl raised her head, and saw the young man leaning down and holding the braided flower awkwardly, his stiff body had been stretched to the extreme, and his expression was like a clay figure pinched and dried by clumsy hands.

“.” Li Yiqing looked at it stiffly, she almost immediately realized what the boy was going to do, and at the same time realized its deep cruelty to herself.

Everyone is also aware of it.

The tension and stiffness of the boy in this conversation with the Glass Sword Master were obvious to all, and everyone could see that he was worried about what was about to happen.

It's the same as when everyone had their first emotional experience when they were teenagers.

It's stupid.

But in fact, there are still not too many people who think that the young man really dares to show his heart to this woman, he may just want to send a bouquet of flowers, and it doesn't mean anything to lie to himself, but his body has been so nervous that he betrayed his master.

Li Yiqing's heart clenched deeply.

The girl suddenly found herself more afraid of seeing the boy's imminent embarrassment than her own cruelty, and her clumsiness was already distressed by his clumsiness—the girl who was so high-spirited could not help but take a step forward and try to pull him back.

So she really spoke, and those lost courage seemed to suddenly return at this time, and in the silence, the girl's crisp voice trembled slightly: "The Ming Sword Lord is so beautiful, and people are also born like 'Ming Jing Bingjian'!" ”

Pei Li, don't be stupid, Spiegel Bingjian, it has already reflected the thoughts in your heart.

But the next moment, everyone couldn't help but be slightly stunned.

Pei Ye held the flower in his hand, still nervous and didn't move, but the woman glanced at the voice, bowed slightly, and then stretched out her fingers to help the young man dust off the petals in front of him.

Then he looked down again at the book in his hand.

There was no more reaction, as if the matter had nothing to do with her.

“.”

So people looked at Pei Li's expression a little blankly, it was not the embarrassment of being ignored, but still a nervous look ready to go, his expression and body became more and more stiff, turned around, and walked step by step to the middle of the crowd.

stood in front of the dazed girl.

The trembling of the young man's voice was much more obvious than that of the girl just now, his face was flushed, his head was lowered, he didn't dare to look at the girl in front of him, he only gently handed the flower forward: "Li Yiqing, let's go rowing that afternoon." This one. I'm just going to make this up, and I don't spend much here. To you. ”

It's really beautifully braided, solid and delicate, and even if there are only three colors, the boy tries to embellish them well.

In silence and silence, the young man swallowed hard, raised his head and looked at the pair of eyes in front of him: "I'm sorry, Li Yiqing, I'm too stupid." ”

Li Yiqing was motionless, and in her sudden dream-like perception, she heard the young man lower his head again and whispered: "Is Ming Qitian beautiful?" I think you're much better looking than her. ”

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